The Daring Moth

 

I’m the Moth

You’re the flame

I’ve kept a distance

Through refrain

Afraid to enter-due to shame

You’ve glanced at me many a-time

But now you stare

I’m in your care

For moments long

You’ve held my hand

To show me Light

I follow you day and night

This yearning for you has reached great heights

To kiss your hand an eternal delight

For all these years not a day went by

Where my inner eye did not cry

Now it too is utterly dry

The outer eye seeks your sight

Thus I shall kiss your hand;

The hand of Light

 

The clouds of doubt gently clear

The sun shines through

Your rays feel near

Grace me more so I may plunge

Like the daring moth who made the lunge!